"They were enslaved by that viper Hiss for a thousand years. The fear is carved into their very bones."
"Even though Hiss is dead, they just see the General as an even more terrifying demon. There's only fear, no faith."
"We've tried threats and we've tried bribes, but with little effect. And if we just killed them all, it would defeat our original purpose."
Ye Jinghong sighed. "Han Feng, you're full of crafty ideas. Do you have any way to make this bunch switch sides quickly?"
"Proselytizing isn't exactly my area of expertise."
Han Feng shrugged. He cultivated a pragmatic Sword Dao of "do business or die," so he really wasn't skilled in matters like brainwashing.
However...
A wretched figure suddenly flashed through Han Feng's mind.
The Void Ghost Crab, hiding out in the Split Teeth Tribe and thriving by mastering the art of "laying low."
"I might not get it, but someone else does."
Han Feng smiled playfully.
